Saturday, 14 December 2013

From the cradle to the grave

The meaning of life (and the prison in life) is loneliness. Being alone is what everyone experiences, what everyone avoids and some desire.
I have often said how much being a single means nothing without cooperation, sharing, interaction and on.
On the other hand true freedom is achieved only in isolation, in a solitary journey by ourselves.
Blablabla

Some days ago I read a question asking: "why didn't our brain evolve into something like a multi-core processor? An highly proficient parallel computer?"
The answer that a neuroscientist and a biologist gave was something like: our brain DOES parallel computing, like while driving one can talk, read the signals, smoke a cigarette and listen to music.
The multitasking capabilities are a basic example of our fragmented but cooperating brain.

Now, why don't we extend this notion? Why don't we see our hegemonic ego as one of the many egos populating our body?
Isn't it reasonable that, when we meet someone we like, one ego deals with the talking and then another ego jumps in, leans the shared body forward and kisses?
Why do we always complain about loneliness, why do we even bother to feel it when it doesn't exist?
I am not an "I", I'm a WE. Many myselves live here, everyone with his/her job, with a hierarchy, a separation of roles, an entire fucking society inside!
Sometimes the egos fight, some other time they strike.

Why listening to the Death's lullaby from the cradle to the grave, when an entire choir sings in our soul?

A long time ago I wrote the following simple shit, seems good for this post:

L'uomo vive in due mondi
ampi, vasti, contrastanti.
Uno è dentro, l'altro fuori,
in uno vivi, nell'altro muori.

Exactly: one's life does not end on the thin surface that is the skin. Life just changes stage.

We are not alone, we are many egos.

Sadly every ego is alone. And megalomaniac.

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